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I saw a sunset in Queretaro that seemed to reflect the color of a rose in Bengal.

Jorge Luis Borges

Thus my life is a flight and I lose everything and everything belongs to oblivion, or to him.
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Flight Himself Life Lose
I saw all the mirrors on earth and none of them reflected me.
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Earth Mirror Myself Reflection See
In our dreams (writes Coleridge) images represent the sensations we think they cause; we do not feel horror because we are threatened by a sphinx; we dream of a sphinx in order to explain the horror we feel.
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Dreams Feeling Horror Sensation
In adultery, there is usually tenderness and self-sacrifice; in murder, courage; in profanation and blasphemy, a certain satanic splendour. Judas elected those offences unvisited by any virtues: abuse of confidence and informing.
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Adultery Inform Sacrifice Tenderness University
Art is very mysterious. I wonder if you can really do any damage to art. I think that when we’re writing, something comes through or should come through, in spite of our theories. So theories are not really important.
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Art Damage Important Mystery Theory Writing Yourself
Time, which despoils castles, enriches verses.
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Literature Patience Power Time
Poetry remembers that it was an oral art before it was a written art.
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Art Oral Poetry Remember Writing
There is nothing in the world that is not mysterious, but the mystery is more evident in certain things than in others: in the sea, in the eyes of the elders, in the color yellow, and in music.
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Eyes Music Mysterious World
I saw a sunset in Queretaro that seemed to reflect the color of a rose in Bengal.
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Color Reflection Rose
We have a very precise image – an image at times shameless – of what we have lost, but we are ignorant of what may follow or replace it.
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Image Lost Replacement Shame Time
Let others pride themselves about how many pages they have written; I’d rather boast about the ones I’ve read.
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Oneself Page Pride Reading Writing
Time forks perpetually toward innumerable futures.
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Future Science Time
I never reread what I’ve written. I’m far too afraid to feel ashamed of what I’ve done.
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Afraid Feeling Myself Reading Shame Writing
I have preferred to teach my students not English literature but my love for certain authors, or, even better, certain pages, or even better than that, certain lines. One falls in love with a line, then with a page, then with an author. Well, why not? It is a beautiful process.
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Beautiful Better Fall In Love Literature Preference Student Teaching
Chang Tzu tells us of a persevering man who after three laborious years mastered the art of dragon-slaying. For the rest of his days, he had not a single opportunity to test his skills.
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Fantasy Hard Time Himself Man Opportunity Skills Story
A book is not an isolated being: it is a relationship, an axis of innumerable relationships
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Book Perspective Relationship

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